Actually, on the evils of corticosteroids. My first encounter with steroids was post surgical, last summer. The second was just these past four weeks or so. They have a deserved reputation for affecting mood, and for appetite enhancement. The mood swings for me are the worst. I have been nearly suicidal, I’ve been manic, I’ve…
No time for reflection and deep-but-meaningless entries today. I’ve unexpected company, and have to pull the Pretty Polly tour guide routine out and dust it off this afternoon. We’ve got an important visitor who’s never been in our type of facility before, and who is supposed to be auditing us. I’m supposed to give a…
Serendipity is weird. And yes, this ties back to that “What tree are you this morning?” question that I’ve been playing with for four days now. Or is it five? I’ve lost track. I hit upon the answer this morning. Out of the blue, I knew what the right answer was, and why. But then…
What kind of tree are you this morning? I got word on the MRI of my disc last Thursday, while attending a two-day seminar in the Big City. I don’t have a full rupture, just a big bulge at C6-C7. It’s a slightly unusual position, but common enough. The opening for the disc has become…
I’m going through the whole “what the hell am I keeping a diary for” phase again. This question has come up to plague me yearly since I started keeping this thing on line. I’ve come up with good reasons in the past. I’m just not sure they were valid reasons. Good and valid aren’t necessarily…
**shhhh** Keep this to yourself. looks surreptitiously over her shoulder. Guess who just got called in for random drug testing at her company? Guess who just tested positive for opiates? Guess who just made the employee health services have to fill out a bunch of extra paperwork? Guess who’s still relatively free of pain this…
I ripped this off of Thubten’s diary this morning. She got it from fairywishes diary, which I confess to not having read. A variant has been around before, and I strongly suspect I’ve answered it before. If you’re bored, you may wish to go back through my diary, find the old quiz, and then point…
Today is International Women’s Day. I’m not sure that means much to anyone reading this. I’m not sure how much it means to me at the moment, though I suspect it should be a little higher on my radar than it is this year. A quick Google shows that Canada and England definitely have IWD…
“Never a lip is curved with pain That can’t be kissed into smiles again.”—Bret Harte “Bullshit. Kiss this!”—Salamander I thought Bret Harte was supposed to have hung out with Mark Twain. If so, none of that wonderful acerbic wit rubbed off. I got to see my physical therapist this morning. Let’s call him Adonis. Just…
Alert Status – RED: Severe risk of terrorist attacks. Yes, boys and girls, it’s been confirmed. My body has yet again launched a surprise attack on poor unsuspecting, innocent ol’ me. Prior unprovoked assaults on me have been executed by my heart, immune system, vascular system, peroneal tendon (that one was a particularly nasty sneak…